Under Her Thumb - Sex Stories

Under Her Thumb

... Some day you should let me show you a few more tricks." I laughed embarrassingly and pulled up my briefs. He walked across and squeezed the front. "I could take all of that if you want to." I laughed embarrassingly and mumbled something about needing to give the girls space as I left him standing in the hallway, a lustful look in his eye. As I walked down to the pub I gave serious thought to the proposition I had just been given but realised I couldn't do anything behind Carla's back and certainly not with a guy. Guys didn't really turn me on. Well maybe a little when we had that session in the toilets but that was really because I was turned on by Carla, not the guys. By the time I had returned it was after midnight and the party was down to the hardy few, just Carla, Lorna and Morgan. "Anyone for coffee," I asked? "Sure," came the voices in unison and as I made it, Carla came to join me, standing behind and wrapping her arms around me. "God I was so turned on by you tonight," she said. "Bet you're horny as hell." "Looks like I got everyone going," I said, "Even your friend Morgan wanted me to fuck him." "You're joking," she said. "Little camp Morgan wanted your big dick in his little bottie," she camply said to me. "Now I would just LOVE to see that!" Now it was my turn. "Now YOU'RE joking," I said. I couldn't stick my cock in guy's bum!" "Not even if Carla begged you," she said with a little girl wimpy voice? I was starting to get hard again and she felt me and commented. ...

... When Carla started to coerce me this way and I really didn't want to do it, I somehow got more turned on than if I did. Basically I loved being f***ed to do kinky things to please her. She squeezed my cock one more time and grabbing two coffee mugs, heading into the lounge. I followed meekly behind. As we made idle chat and drank, I looked at Morgan. He was slightly built, short blondish hair, fair skin without a blemish and dressed in light cotton jeans with a dark t-shirt. He had a well shaped if light shaped body and his cotton jeans, clearly showed the outline of his balls as he sat opposite on the floor. He was not actually effeminate but his whole demeanour had a lady-like poise. ".....so I'll see you at work on Monday then." My mind snapped into the room as Lorna stood up, came over and kissed me briefly on the lips and headed out of the door. Carla came back in with an opened bottle of wine in her hand and three glasses. "Now why don't we have a post mortem on what we all got from tonight," she said. "Well Morgan, you have now seen my husband's cock in all its glory, twice. What do you make of it, as a man's man," she asked? "I have to confess," He said, "There's three things I really like and that's red hair, big cocks and tall guys. Need I say more?" "So you want my big straight husband to stick his big hard cock in your bum," She asked? Morgan visibly flushed as did I. "Where does that leave me though, since you don't fancy women?" Morgan just looked sheepish and ...